Ok this is just a mini little thing. I don't really know what to call it. I don't know how I came up with the idea it just came out! I hope you like it.

Historians note: this is set in Bargaining part two (I think)

First breath

The bright light slowly faded away. Everything turned black as she took in her first breath. She opened her eyes, but was still met with black. She took in a few more deep breaths and started to panic.

Buffy lifted her heavy arms, she felt like she hadn't used them for months. She hit a hard wooden surface.

'Oh god what's happening where am I?' she asked herself. Oxygen was becoming an issue. She hit the wood again and again.

Blood started trickling down her arms as she punched a hole through the wood causing earth to fill into her small place.

The cold earth hit her weak body. She continued to punch so she could get out of where ever the hell she was.

When the hole was big enough she pulled her self up out of the ground. Buffy reached the cold night air. She took in a few more deep breaths the clawed at the grass to keep her from falling back down. She dragged herself out of the hole slowly, using all the energy she had.

She raised her head to get a clue where she was. Everything was blurry; she blinked and rubbed her eyes. She turned her head a little and a large object came into view. It was very close to where she had just climbed out of. She reached out her hand and touched the cold marble. She traced out the letters on the tomb stone; it was her name.

"I remember" she said quietly. Her voice was croaky as she hadn't used it for a while.

The blue and white swirling lights of the portal. The feeling of electricity coursing through every cell of her body. She remembered the pain, but she knew it was the right thing to do. It was the only thing she could have done at the time. She couldn't have let her sister kill herself for the world. That wasn't her job.

'Its mine' Buffy thought.

When the pain subsided, Buffy remembered the peaceful feeling. The only time in her life when she hadn't felt that she had the weight of the world on her shoulders.

Buffy looked around again. She wasn't in heaven anymore, she was in hell.

"What did I do that was so wrong?" Buffy said quietly, a small tear falling down her face.

Buffy stood up and looked down at the hole she had just dug herself out of. The dark earth spread unevenly like when a vampire crawled out of their grave to take their first steps in their new un-dead lives.

Buffy turned and slowly walked away from her grave and started to walk through the trees, with blood still running down her arms.

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I really hope you like it, but it's ok if you don't. It was just a mini idea that I had. Please review.